| When the speed kicks in
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| I go to the store for nothing
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| And walk right by
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| The house where you lived with Snow White
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| I wonder if she ever thought
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| The storybook tiles on the roof were too much
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| But from the window, it’s not a bad show
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| If you’re favorite thing’s dianetics or stucco
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| The drugstores are open all night
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| The only real reason I moved to the east side
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| I love a good place to hide in plain sight
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| What if I told you I feel like I know you
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| But we never met?
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| And here everyone knows you’re the way to my heart
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| Hear so many stories of you at the bar
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| Most times alone and some looking your worst
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| But never not sweet to the trust funds and punishers
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| Man, I wish that I could say the same
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| I swear I’m not angry, that’s just my face
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| A copycat killer with a chemical cut
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| Either I’m careless or I wanna get caught
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| Ooh, I’m not
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| What if I told you I feel like I know you
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| But we never met?
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| It’s for the best
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| I can’t open my mouth and forget how to talk
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| 'Cause even if I could, wouldn’t know where to start
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| Wouldn’t know when to stop |